Alyssa's Glow Worm Writing

I could hear the lady talking in the caves, and
I felt scared.
On the ground there was water that was deep.
High above, on the roof there were glow worms.

Niamh's Glow Worm Writing

I vividly remember walking into the centre of the dark spooky caves. I thought I heard a ghost, but really it was just the wind.
I saw calcium on the cave walls. On the ground I saw stalagmites.
Up high above I saw stalactites and glow worms shining like stars.

Niamh

Cole's Glow Worm Writing

I remember walking through the caves. I saw stalactites and stalagmites. I heard wood squeaking. I saw the glow worms light beyond the ceiling. I saw the beautiful light shine in my eyes. Then we really got deeper in the spooky old cave. I felt terrified. I was shivering and I felt cold.

Cole

Lucas' Glow Worm writing

I remember walking through the caves. High above me are thousands of twinkling stars and when we turn off our lights there are even more.
Beside me I can see columns and stalactites and stalagmites.
I hear the sound of the stream running through the cave.
As I was looking around I spotted an eel.
The air was cold, so was I.
I saw some limestone rocks as well.

Lucas

Aylah's Glow Worm Writing

I remember walking through the caves and walking into the deeper dark cave. As we stopped and turned off the lights it went pitch black. I saw the glow worms above me. I heard the lady talking to us all. I saw the stalactites and stalagmites. I felt the wet spray circle.

Aylah

Aiden's Glow Worm Writing

I remember walking through the caves. I can see stalagmites and cave wetas, and stalactites and an eel. High above I could see limestone dropping on my head. I hear drips from the limestone dropping on the path.
I saw water on the path too. I was looking for a cave spider but I didn’t see any. I felt the air in the cave. I smiled at the glow worms.

Aiden

Ben's Glow Worm Writing

I remember walking through the caves.
High above I was trying to find some glow worms.
Finally I spotted one.
I said, “Mum, look up. “There is a glowworm. It looks like it’s lonely.”
Mum said, “I bet it isn’t. Now it is time to go into the next room.”
It was nearly too bright for me to see because of the glow worms.

Ben

Felix's Glow Worm Writing

I remember walking through the caves. High above me I see glow worms gleaming. Their minute little lights shine brightly like stars in the night sky.
I can hear the sound of a creek running below me.
I can see stalagmites, head-bangers and stalactites dangling above me, that have formed over thousands of years.
I can feel the cool air blowing against my face.
I loved the Kawiti caves.

Quin's Glow Worm Writing

I remember walking through the caves.
I could feel the freezing cold water softly dropping from up above.
I could hear the small sound of footsteps roughly tapping on the long skinny bridge.
The air smelled of trees as if I was walking through a dark, gloomy forest.
The glow worms looked wonderful as they shimmered and glimmered high above us. The stalactites and stalagmites looked so big and rocky. I felt so tempted to touch them, but I knew I was not allowed. We carried on walking until we got to the school of glow worms. They were so beautiful. They looked like little glowing stones.

Quin

Sophies Glow Worm Writing

I remember walking through the caves.
I slowly dawdled through the mouth of the cave. The guide made a speech about its history and how one of her ancestors found it. She seemed proud to be related to the woman.
The sound of water came drifting from ahead. The freshness of the air was beautiful as it came dancing into my mouth. The guide whispered to turn off or lights. As soon as we did so, glow worm light flashed on right before our eyes. the lights reminded me of looking at tiny stars in the sky.
Formations, and stalactites towered above my head. Tiny droplets of water landed on me as I waddled through the cave. Finally we reached the exit.
I’ll never forget gong to the Kawiti caves. It was one of the best times of my life.

Alijah's Glow Worm Writing

I remember walking through the caves.
I can see stalactites and the glow worms’ bright light. I can feel the breeze blowing on my face. I heard the drips dropping on the floor.
High above the roof went so far that I could hardly see where it finished. It was so amazing that I couldn’t believe my eyes. I was about to jump out of my skin. My eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

Alijah

Jamie's Glow Worm Writing

I remember walking in the cave. High above I spied stalactites and glow worms. I felt the wet, slippery trail. Most of the stalagmites were miniature. I could hear the water dripping. The rocks were shaped like towers. below me I noticed an eel in the water. On the ground I spotted leaves. We finally got out of the dark.

Jamie

Aimee's Glow Worm Writing

I remember walking through the caves.
High above me I saw stalactites.
Below me I could hear a creek running slowly through the cave.
It felt cold when we got deeper and deeper into the cave.
Suddenly they turned off the lights. we looked up and I spotted millions of little lights above me. Some were brighter than the others. Around me I saw huge stalactites and stalagmites. There were columns too.
I could feel the freezing cold water dripping from high above.
I thought the glow worms were beautiful. Far ahead I spotted the sunshine.

Aimee

Darren's Glow Worm Writing

I remember walking through the cave.
I spotted hundreds of glow worms shining like a golden sun.
I saw stalactites dropping water in my face. I felt excited. I saw stalagmites joining the stalactites and making a column.
It was so beautiful.

Darren

Tahje's Glow Worm Writing

Going through the cave was really interesting.
It was really really dark in the cave. We saw stalactites and
stalagmites too. I only saw one cave weta. There were thousands of glow worms. there were green ones, blue ones, thousands of them.
High above the glow worms lit up the roof like thousands of glowing moths.
It felt slippery on the ground. My Dad held one of the torches. The reason for the torch was to keep us safe.

Tahje

Ewan's Glow Worm Writing

I remember walking through the caves.
I see stalactites and stalagmites all around me.
In the caves it was freezing. I feel water drop on my head.
I smell fresh air.

Ewan

Emma C Glow Worm Writing

I vividly remember walking through the Kawiti Caves. The guides had special lanterns.
“It doesn’t disturb the glow worms,” Manuwai said.
“Let’s see how bright these glow worms can glow,” one of the guides muttered.
“Click.” Off went the lanterns.
A faint sigh of excitement escaped from all the kids’ throats.
I chimed in as my neck muscles strained to lift the weight of my head.
High above me were tiny glimmering lights.
“Wow!” I thought.

Emma C

Paige's Glow Worm Writing

Into the deep dark cave we go.
I saw glow worms glowing like stars up in the sky.
In there were stalactites and stalagmites.
Around me I saw crinkly rocks, also limestone on the rocks.
Black calcium was on the rock and it looked amazing.
I remember the lady had a house in the caves.
I loved going to the cave because of the glow worms.
It was fabulous.

Paige

Sam's Glow Worm Writing

I remember walking through the caves.
I saw glow worms and their strings too.
I also saw stalactites and stalagmites. I remember looking at them.
They were big.
I saw the glow worm lights beyond the ceiling.
I could feel the cool air going through the caves.
I remember getting out of the caves, into the bush and looking at the big trees there.
I could hear the stream running quietly as if it was inviting me for a swim.

Sam

Teigen's Glow Worm Writing

I remember walking through the caves.
High above me I saw thousands of little glow worms and moths.
The sounds of the creek and cave wetas were on the ground.
I could see people looking at the constellations.
I was looking at the glow worms and I was finding a column.
I could feel the air was freezing. I could hear water flowing.

Teigen

Pierre's Glow Worm Writing

I remember walking through the caves. I could feel the drip and I knew it was the water. In the distance I could see pitch black but the guides turned on their lights. The stalactites pointed up like needles. The walkway was slippery. High above me the glow worms shone like a million stars. It was amazing.

Sasha's Glow Worm Writing

I remember walking through the caves.
High above me saw big black roofs.
I felt scared when we first got to the caves.
I saw amazing glow worms. Their lights were awesome.
I felt like I wanted to touch their lights.
I was excited.

Sasha

Aimee's letter to the Moon

Dear Moon

You are like a sliver coin dropped into a dark blue puddle.
You make big scary shadows behind bushes.
Your light is beautiful when it shines onto the calm sea.

From
Aimee

Teigen's letter to the Moon

Dear Moon

You are like a silver shining round ball that transforms into a lot of different things and makes scary shadows. When I have a walk in the moonlight it’s dark and spooky.
I see you disappear when morning lightens up.

From
Teigen

Pierre's Letter to the Sun

Dear Sun

You make the sky look like ten thousand shining rubies in the water.
You are a magician, Sun.

From
Pierre

Sam's Letter to the Sun

Dear Sun

You are like a yellow beach ball.
You are like a fiery walking man going across a world map.
You burn like a lava pool.

From
Sam

Tahje's Letter to the Sun

Dear Sun

You are like a golden beach ball shining like a moon.
You are like a yellow boat in the daylight.
You shine so hard I get sunburnt.
You turn around like a puppet.

From
Tahje

Sophie's Letter to the Sun

Dear Sun

You shine like a crispy chip floating in a blue pool.
You make my vegetables grow.
Without you I wouldn’t be here today.

From
Sophie

Jamie's letter to the sun

Dear Sun

You are like a shining beach ball in the bright sky.
You grow my vegetables and fruit.
You make me warm when I’m cold.
Why are you so fiery?

From
Jamie

Quin's letter to the Sun

Dear Sun

You are like a big yellow beach ball that has been kicked way up into the sky.
You are like a giant yellow duckling that has been drawn on a pale blue piece of paper.
You are like a big ball of glow sticks that glows and shimmers in the sky.

From
Quin

Sasha's Memories of the Downpour

It vividly reminds me of when there was such a downpour the rain almost flooded the whole house. I was scared.
I heard a strange noise. I thought it was thunder.
Then it went again. It was wild. The colour of the lightning was yellow.
It reminded me of my old uncle’s yellow truck.
He died a long time ago. I cried when I went to his funeral.
I could hear the pattering on the windows.
I saw a picture of my uncle.

Sasha

Pierre's rainy day Writing

It’s a stormy day and the rain is pouring like a bucket of water tipping on your head.
The sky is roaring and the juicy red berries are splattered on the ground.
The sky is grey. It reminds me of paintballs hitting the window.

Pierre

Sam's Wet Day Description

The ground flooded with water. It reminded me of the field at home
It sounded like birds whistling in the air.
The colour of nature is green and brown.
the downpour looks like little drips of ice falling from the sky.
Then the rain started to really pour down.

Jonny Rainy Day Writing

It sounds like lots of mini rockets crashing in to land.
It reminds me of shooting stars.
The green leaves sparkle, even through the dirty pouring gale.
The trees gust from side to side.
They actually look as though they are waving to you.
The wild wind lashes the trees until they almost fall over.

Jonny

Emma C Stormy Day

I arrive at school. A gust of strong foul wind nearly blows me down.
The nasty water is past my ankles. The trees are swaying violently.
It reminds me of the time I was in bed in Christchurch and there was an
earthquake.
The storm makes me feel like the fern-dark trees are going to
fall on me at any moment.
The sound of wind howling makes me feel like there is a ghost nearby.

Emma C

Ewan's Stormy Day Writing

It is a stormy day and I hear the rain crashing into the trees.
The colour of the sky was grey, not blue.
There was lightning. I felt the cold rain.
The lightning was right above.
I smelt cold air.

Ewan

Tahje's Stormy weather Writing

Since it is stormy weather, the poles are dirty.
The people get annoyed. The ground is really slippery.
There are heaps of muddy puddles.
It reminds me of the clouds.
They are very dark.

Tahje

Darren's Rainy Day Writing

It was a very turbulent day.
The colour of the sky was not blue, it was silver like a rock,
and shone like a silver sword.
The trees were gusting, then the lightning arrived.
The sound of the rain was like a drum.
the people were getting terribly wet.
Even when they used an umbrella
it would lift off to the sky.
I don’t like rain. It’s loud and horrible.

Darren

Aimee's rainy day Writing

I could hear the wind blowing the rain all around.
It reminded me of when I was in a truck and a storm came,
and the wind pushed it from side to side.
I could see green leaves falling off trees.
The trees were swaying all around.
I could hear howling; it was like a wolf.
It was dark and grey, all around me. I
liked the sound of the rain.
The wind was wild. it was nasty.

Jamie's Blustery day Writing

It was a blustery day at school.
The rain crashed on the slippery floor like a comet.
It reminded me of the huge, wild wave in Japan.
The sky was grey, not blue.
The trees blew like they were going to fall.
I felt the rain dripping down my neck.
People will still get wet even with an umbrella.
It was freezing outside.

Issy's Stormy day Writing

I saw the leaves fall off the trees.
It reminds me of when I was in the rain.
I could hear rain crashing and bashing.
I hear the wind,
It was wild.

Issy